J-Con, yesterday

Ann: Maybe it's just like how in Empire Souls when Sora goes to other worlds he changes his form to blend in.

Vermilion City, today

-Looking around the Ramen Museum-

Well this is interesting.

Botuli: -Is currently eating some ramen samples-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Unova Route 13

For the first time in a long time, Cortez and his trainer felt the exact same way at the exact same time.

Silversmith: “Are flying type moves to continually be the blockade preventing me from winning a fight honorably!? How the heck am I supposed to get around or otherwise defeat them?”

Cortez did not have a large command of language at his disposal, nor the luxury of time to use it. Reflexes superior to those of professional boxers kicked in, and he expressed his own rage at his quadruple weakness with a loud <SHORYUKEN!>. Without any commands from Silversmith, his default reaction was punching things, and he hoped this Sky Uppercut would interrupt the impending flying doom.

ever grande city, champion room, past

-The Aggron returns to the battlefield, Tempo has been sent out to face it.-

Cady: Tempo! Energy ball!

-The energy ball was enough to bring down the tired Aggron.-

Steven: Now for my last pokemon. Go! Metagross!

-The Metagross enters the battle.-

Lila: You can do it!!

-Minstrel is sitting on Lila's shoulder.-

Minstrel: <You can't bleeping lose now!!>

Steven: Come on Metagross, let's do this! Mega evolve!

-A bright light shines around the Metagross as it morphs into its mega form.-

Kat: Woah...

Tempo: <Eek!>

Cady: Stay calm. Use sunny day!

-The sun intensifies.-

Steven: Ok Metagross, use zen headbutt!

-The mega Metagross flies head first towards Tempo.-

Cady: Tempo! Weather ball! Hurry!

-The Metagross collides with Tempo just as he has created a large fiery orb, which explodes on impact, doing decent damage to the Metagross. Tempo, however, is knocked out.-

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

Route 13

Shadow couldn't shout a warning quickly enough.

Maverick's eyes bugged out briefly as the blow landed, hitting him squarely in the chest and sending him flying. He landed roughly with a groan of pain, already down for the count.

Shadow: M-MAVERICK! R... Return...

He recalled Maverick and stared at the Pokeball, his expression blank shock.

Mischief's jaw dropped. Her expression showed the same shock as her Trainer.

Shadow suddenly forced a smile. He extended his arm for a handshake.

Shadow: G... Good battle!

Heheheh

Castelia City

Ferris would be walking around with Zenith.

Ferris: You know, I have plenty of spare time on my hands. What should we do?

They would both think with each other.

Zenith: <What if we do the entire Unova League?>

Ferris looked over at her.

Ferris: I guess we could. Where do we start though?

Zenith: <Where's the first Gym Leader?>

Ferris: Aspertia City.

Zenith: <Then we start there.>

i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)

And now, birds feeding humans

Honchkrow: I keep telling you guys, bread's not good for them. It fattens them up and gives 'em the diabetes.

Pidgeot: Ah, what the hell? Not like they live that long anyway.

Unfezant: Eighty years isn't that long?

Pidgeot: I mean, comparatively speaking an' such.

-they toss out chunks of cheap white bread to a group of about eight or nine humans, who are chirping and squeaking and hungrily devouring what is given to them-

Humans: <Chirp chirp! Hum hum~>

-from a distance, Oliver watches. His hand is over his mouth, and he seems to be trying to rationally come to grips with what he's seeing-

Margaret: <Not to show emotion, but Arceus Christ.>

Another green world.

The GM House

Dune: ...

-Dune, his arms crossed, watches as Ludmilla continues to climb all over the bizarre ashen Machamp.-

Dune: Well, Mister... um... tell you what, we'll call you Berserker for now...

-The Machamp snorts, his nostrils flairing.-

Dune: You seem to have an affinity for my daughter. So, as long as you continue to treat her with respect, I'll allow you to go with her.

-The Machamp stares back with a stony visage.-

Dune: You protect her from those going after her - you get a good fight, she stays protected, and the organization after her gets their soldiers smashed into little pieces.

-The Machamp barely betrays a slight arched eyebrow.-

Ludmilla: I don't need a massive Machamp following me around to protect myself.

Dune: That's not what Doomsday said.

-Ludmilla's face blanches. She jumps off of the Machamp and goes charging into the next room.-

Ludmilla: DOOMSDAY YOU TOLD HIM ABOUT THE ALOLA THING?!

Doomsday: <I HAD TO, HE'S TECHNICALLY YOUR NEXT OF KIN AND YOU ALMOST DIED!>

-The Machamp lets out a low growl.-

Dune: There's one you should watch out for, even though I'm not sure you're honestly lucid enough to understand, but... There's a knight in black armor you need to watch for.

-The Machamp's body tenses up.-

Berserker: ▂▂▃▃▅▅!

Dune: Wow, okay. Didn't expect that reaction. There must have been a black knight you really hated.

Berserker: ▂▂▃▃▂▂▃...

Dune: Excellent. I can count on your cooperation, then?

-The Berserker pulls himself up, straight and tall, as he plants two fists into two palms.-

Dune: Right then. Keep her safe.

J-Con, past

-I look at Neon, can tell that he's busy with something, and then walk away-

Me: Something tells me I won't be getting any training done any time soon...

Piku-chan: <Definitely looks that way...>

Me: Welp... I guess we can just enjoy the con while it is still in town...

Piku-chan: <Yeah. I guess we can...>

Me: Everyone, return.

-I call back Oshawittle, Raru and Mothra-

Vermilion City, Present

Me: That convention sure was fun!

Piku-chan: <And interesting...>

Me: Well... I think we should REALLY be heading home...

Piku-chan: <Right... let's go home...>

-Piku-chan and I start our journey home... again...-

Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on May 28th 2019 at 10:05:25 AM

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

Unova Route 13

Silversmith: "I mean, you try to be a traditional, honorable person and BOOM! Aerial Ace to the face!"

Cortez descended majestically, a rare occasion for him. He landed perfectly, without flinching, and looked up at Silversmith, proud as all get out, face beaming at the performance he'd shown. The look dried up Silversmith's rantings, and he too was joyful.

Silversmith: "You did it! I didn't even say anything"

Cortez clumsily attempted to bow. Silversmith wanted to give his pokemon a high five or something, but there weren't any appropriate limbs. He settled for a pat on the mushroom cap, at which Cortez swooned. Silversmith looked at his hand, now covered with spores, and offered Shadow the other for the handshake.

Silversmith: "Thank you. It wasn't good for any of my input... I didn't deserve to win that. It was all Cortez. Well played."

Armando, still cuddled with Ophidia: <Cortez! I said to stall!>

Cortez: <Oops...>

Silversmith: "Well, we can stay a little longer. Savor the moment."

Cortez: <Hooray!>

The groups mood of the moment dwindled as they noted Shadow and co.'s sullen attitude.

J-Con

Gudrunn: -to Ann- ...Are you talking about one of my girlfriends?

Contact Me!

Route 13

Shadow shook hands almost robotically before staring at Maverick's Pokeball some more. He mouthed an apology before putting it away. Sitting down next to Mischief, he got out a brush and started using it, eliciting loud crooning notes from her. This helped him relax, and Mischief visibly calmed as well. Her eyes steadily slid shut as she leaned against him, eventually just flopping against him with a groan.

Heheheh

J-Con, Past

Me: Now... What shall we do first?

Piku-chan: <We could look around and buy some of the merchandise...>

Me: Sounds like a plan, Piku-chan. Let's go shopping!

Piku-chan: <Maybe we can buy something for Mom.>

Me: Yeah! We can totally do that!

Kanto Route 6, Present

Me: This is the tree. Let's climb.

-I glomp the tree and start to climb it-

Ersatz Alliance, Present

Me: I never forgot how confusing this place's portal system was...

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

J-Con, past

Ann: -Confused- Huh?

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Shitpost because I forgot this existed

Somewhere

-Umbra's running down a sidewalk, a piece of toast in his mouth.-

Ahhh I can't believe I'm gonna be late

-Umbra suddenly stops and takes a few steps backwards. There's some Team Skull grunts around a Litwick.-

Grunt A: "Yo, check it out."

Grunt 2: "Heh, I'm gonna blow its candle out."

Grunt C: "Let me catch it first, bro."

-The Litwick is visibly panicking.-

Umbra: "Hey! Leave him alone!"

Grunt A: "Ah shit, bois. Let's skedaddle!"

Grunt 2: "What in the goddamn...?"

-The grunts scatter and run off.-

Umbra: "You alright, buddy?"

Litwick: <Yeah, man. Thanks.>

-The Litwick hops off to places unknown. Umbra checks the time.-

Umbra: "And I'm late. Great."

---

Umbran Residence, the Next Afternoon

-Umbra's reading five different textbooks on his bed.-

Umbra: "Fuckin...colleg..."

-He slowly nods off, splayed on the bed with his limbs at odd angles.-

---

Slam!

Umbra: "WHOMST?"

Lumos: "Hi"

-Upon seeing the Litwick on his pillow, Umbra falls out of bed, smacking his face into the floor.-

Umbra: "Ow."

"What in Giratina's name are you doing here?"

Lumos: "Looking for you, of course "

Umbra: "That's...not Monese."

Lumos: "Listen. My name is Lumos, and I've been searching for you for quite a while."

Umbra: "You're...still a Litwick, though."

-Lumos gives Umbra an irritated look.-

Lumos: "Anyways... you are the chosen one, Joseph, and I have been sent here to guide you on the path to your ultimate destiny. I wasn't sure if you were the one at first, but now? I am absolutely sure that you are the Sailor Scout of the Moon."

-Umbra laughs hysterically.-

Umbra: "Taurosshit."

Lumos: "It's not, Umbra. You are the Sailor Scout of the Moon, and your friend Ever's in big trouble. You gotta help them! If you don't believe me...I'll show you. Here."

-Lumos pulls a heart-shaped locket out of hammer space and offers it to Umbra.-

Umbra: "It's very pretty, but...how does this help?"

Lumos: "Put it on."

Umbra: "Okay..."

-Umbra puts it on and admires it in a mirror.-

Umbra: "It's...nice."

Lumos: "Umbra, listen to me. Powerful evil forces have arrived. That locket will help you fight them. You are Sailor Penumbra, and you will fight evil with no fear."

-Umbra nods and sideyes Lumos.-

Umbra: "This still feels...unbelievable."

Lumos: "I know. Now, repeat after me: Penumbra Prism Power!

Umbra: "Okay...Penumbra Prism Power!"

-Umbra floats into the air as a Mega Cocoon envelopes him.-

-The cocoon shatters, revealing a human-sized fusion of Giratina and a Black Kyurem dressed in a girl's school uniform and tiara.-

-(Artist's interpretation)-

Sailor Penumba: "What the fuck just happened?"

-The yellow, horn-like protrusions on his head glow with a golden light.-

Ever: "Frankly this is just rude. You could just ask me if I wanted to be part of your hivemind."

-Penumbra furrows his...well, brow-like stucture.-

Sailor Penumba: "That's Ever..."

Lumos: "Yeah, and he's in trouble. You gotta go help him!"

Sailor Penumba: "...Where?"

---

Mauville Mall

-Ever's brandishing a lighter at some Chiazards, some of their Mons surrounding them.-

Ever: "You don't want me anyway. Only got the one arm."

-They wiggle their stump aggresively.-

Ever: "Can't fly."

Chiazard: <We are many. We are one. We will help you.>]

Ever: "No, really, I'm good. I used to be a Ghost addict and this feels like a gateway."

Glimmer: <In that case, I might move.>

Ever: "Glimmer no."

-Glimmer hmmphs and shoots an Ember at an approaching Chiazard claw.-

???: "Hey! Leave them alone!"

Chiazard: <Whomst?>

-Sailor Penumbra points an accusatory claw at the Chiazard horde.-

Sailor Penumbra: "In the name of Giratina, I'll punish you!"

Chiazard: <You will make a strong addition. We must assimilate you.>

-The Chiazards all turn around and begin aggresively floating towards Sailor Penumbra.-

Sailor Penumbra: "Uh oh."

Lumos: "Have fun!"

-The Litwick hops away to a safe distance.-

Sailor Penumbra: "Okay okay okay uhhhhhhh"

-He swings an arm at a trio of Chiazards, an Ominous Wind knocking them down.-

-Ever gives a thumbs-up.-

Sailor Penumbra: "Okay! Come on!"

-His arms glow with Obscura as he sends Ominous Winds at every Chiazard in sight.-

Sailor Penumbra's stats rose!

Sailor Penumbra's stats rose!

Sailor Penumbra's stats rose!

-The Chiazards are all on the ground, fainted.-

Ever: "Thanks."

Sailor Penumbra: "You're welcome?"

-A claw comes down on Sailor Penumbra's back.-

-Only to be stopped by a String Shot.-

Sailor Penumbra: "Wha-?"

-A girl clad in a tuxedo stands in the room, white hair flowing behind her Masquerain mask. A Leavanny stands at her side, holding back the Chiazard claw.-

Sailor Penumbra: "Who are you?"

Tuxedo Masquerain: "I am Tuxedo Masquerain. And you have a job to do, Sailor."

-Penumbra slowly turns around to see an extremely large Mega Chiazard X.-

Mega Chiazard: <YOU WILL BECOME ONE WITH US.>

Ever: "Well I guess that's the hivemother."

-They scoop up Glimmer and Munnin.-

Ever: "Bye"

-They run out the door, Muninn awkwardly clinging to them.-

Sailor Penumbra: "Alright..."

-He takes a few steps back as the String Shot starts to fray.-

Mega Chiazard: <BECOME ONE!>

-The string snaps, and the Chiazard leaps forward with a roar.-

Tuxedo Masquerain: "Don't let her touch you!"

-Sailor Penumbra tries to attack with an Ominous Wind, but the Mega Chiazard bats it away, unharmed.-

Lumos: <Sailor Penumbra! Lunala Crystal Power!>

-Sailor Penumbra jumps onto a table and nods.-

Sailor Penumbra: "Lunala Crystal Power!"

-His eyes flash red as a pair of Lunala wings sprout from his back.-

Sailor Penumbra unleashes a signature Z-Move!

-Sailor Penumbra pulls his arms back and unleashes a beam attack, not unlike a Kamehameha.-

Sailor Penumbra: "   BEGONE!   "

-The Mega Chiazard roars in pain as the Moonraze hits, her grassy body flaking away.-

-There's a flash of light.-

-And a Tropius collapses to the floor.-

-In fact, all the Chiazards slowly revert back to their original human and mon forms.-

Tuxedo Masquerain: "You have done well, Sailor. Should you need me in the future, I will be there."

-She recalls her Leavanny and departs. Sailor Penumbra stares after her.-

Lumos: "Are you alright, Sailor Penumbra?"

-Sailor Penumbra's eyes seem to twinkle.-

Sailor Penumbra: "I'm just a sucker for girls in suits."

---

Stormchase, Umbra's Room

-Umbra blinks awake.-

-On his nightstand is a bottle of Nyquil.-

-On his bed is his laptop, open to a [GBA] Emulator, which is running a game involving a certain group of magical girls.-

Umbra: "Oh."

By Swift Seraph!

Contact Me!

Unova Route 13

Silversmith sat next to Cortez, who sat as close as he could to Mischief without being awkward. He remembered seeing something odd in his backpack whilst searching for a berry. He opened it once more, and checked the lock on his box. Still secure. He relaxed; often, in his nightmares, the lock would be compromised. Back to the bag. He removed a loaf of sourdough bread and a note from his father.

Note: "You always come home famished, so I packed you a snack. Enjoy!"

Silversmith: "...This is a snack?"

Cortez laughed.

Silversmith: "I guess it's quite traditional. I get to break it with someone..."

The breaking of bread was an important ritual, demonstrating an incredibly strong and sound relationship. At least, it was to Silversmiths. He turned to Cortez, who shook his head.

Cortez: <I think someone else would enjoy it more.>

He gestured to Shadow and Mischief.

Cortez: <You know, different species, different tastes... I'll just go in those woods over there and find something.>

Silversmith: "..."

He was conflicted. On the one hand, Shadow seemed to be under the impression that he "rejected" Mischief. On the other hand, he kinda sorta did. Then again, he was sitting like ten feet away from Mischief right now and not worrying. Then again, it was because the lock was secure and Mischief was asleep. Or was she? He looked close. It was hard to be paranoid when she was being so cute... Would a brush work for any of Silversmith's pokemon? He began to think it over, but his stomach interrupted him. He wanted the bread, and it wasn't traditional to eat a whole loaf yourself. But he couldn't just break bread with Shadow... or Mischief...

Route 13

At first it seemed Mischief hadn't noticed the nearby food. Then her nose twitched. She sat bolt upright, sniffing the air. Shadow almost fell over at the sudden movement. Mischief was salivating thoroughly.

Shadow: Geez! Thought you were asleep!

Mischief: <I was! Now I'm hungry!>

Shadow: You're ALWAYS hungry.

She blushed a little. Looking at the source of her temptation, she drooped a little.

Heheheh

Unova Route 13

Silversmith: "Eeeeeeeehhh..."

He couldn't both share with Mischief and hold a grudge. ...This situation forced him to accept that, yes, he was in fact harboring a grudge, contrary to his previous statements. But how could he not share with that drooping Zoroark? He'd be a cruel man to do so. ...But this was a Zoroark he's thinking about. The definition of deception. How could Silversmith know that this was legit? How could he trust Shadow or Mischief? His stomach growled once more. Perhaps that was a metaphor for fate and tradition forcing him to put his trust where it probably shouldn't go... or perhaps he was reading to much into it. Regardless, he didn't have much choice in the matter. His hand was forced. He slowly approached Mischief, dramatically tore the bread in two, and gave one half to Mischief.

Silversmith: "I'd be a wretched man to refuse the hungry food."

Perhaps he could trust Shadow and Mischief... They were his friends, and they haven't steered him wrong... Yet. He'd need to spend time considering. For now, he stepped back, just a bit, and ate. The bread had a very slight tanginess. Hunger was the best sauce, and it was quite good. For plain bread.

Route 13

Mischief was visibly surprised but wasn't one to look a gift Ponyta in the mouth. She took pains to be gentle accepting the offer. Then she absolutely devoured it. The tangy flavor was new to her, and she tilted her head out of curiosity. Her body shifted for comfort as she wolfed it down eagerly. Her blue eyes displayed affection as she looks up at Silversmith.

Shadow couldn't keep himself from smiling.

Shadow: The quickest way to her heart has always been through her stomach... Looks like you've forgiven her Silversmith...

He suddenly stops. Mischief's head tilts curiously at Silversmith, her eyes displaying what appears to be desparation.

Mischief: <Do you forgive me Mr Silversmith?>

Heheheh

ever grande city, champion room, past

-Cady sends out Coda, who still looks tired.-

Cady: Earthquake!!

Steven: Meteor mash!

-The earthquake damages the Metagross, but Coda goes down to the meteor mash.-

Cady: Hmm... Now, my last pokemon. Go! Cecelia!

-Cecelia enters the battlefield.-

Cady: Ok Cece, this is it. Use Will-O-Wisp!

-The eerie blue flames inflict a burn on the Metagross.-

Steven: Now Metagross, use meteor mash!

Cady: Teleport!!

-Cecelia teleports out of the way.-

Cady: Use double team!

-Cecelia creates duplicates of herself across the arena.-

Steven: Break those duplicates with gyro ball!

-The Metagross spins dangerously around the arena, destroying all the duplicates, forcing Cecelia to reveal herself.-

Steven: Now bullet punch!!

-This time, Cecelia is unable to avoid the attack and sustains heavy damage despite the burn.-

Steven: Follow it up with giga impact!!

-Cecelia is still recovering from the bullet punch, taking the attack head on for massive damage. As the dust clears, she just stands there.-

Cecelia: (No, not now... I've come this far... I can't give up now... But...)

Mrs Lane: Come on, you can do this!!

Mr Lane: You can't give up now!

Kat: We're all counting on you Cece!

Minstrel: <We've come so bleeping far! Don't bleep this up!>

Lila: Metagross is getting tired! I can feel it! You just need to hang in there!

Cecelia: <Nope. Not today.>

Cady: You good?

Cecelia: <I'm fine... Just a bit low...>

Cady: Ok, if you're good, then use pain split!

-The damage is shared between Metagross and Cecelia, the Metagross is still recovering from the giga impact.-

Cady: Now use shadow ball!

-Cecelia hurls a shadowy blob at the Metagross. It survives the hit and gets up, ready for another attack...-

-Then goes down to it's burn.-

Steven: Congratulations. You are truly an excellent pokemon trainer. You've grown close with you're pokemon, allowing them to realize their full potential, even in the face of powerful opponents. Come, let us record your victory.

ever grande city, hall of fame

Steven: Welcome to the hall of fame. Here, we honor those who prevailed through the harshest of battles. It is here that the league champions are honored. We will use this machine to record your name, and those of your partners who battled along with you to triumph over the pokemon league.

-They walk over to the machine and Cady inserts her pokeballs and her trainer card.-

welcome to the hall of fame!

-A minute or so later, the machine is finished registering and a shiny bronze trainer card with a star on it comes out.-

outside the pokemon league, a few minutes later

-Cady is posing in front of the pokemon league with her team while Kat takes a photo.-

Kat: Smile!

a house in lilycove, past

BB: What, a whistle? Seriously?

YB: Aww! I thought we were gonna have a good fight!

PF: You want a fight? I'd be happy to oblige!

Pied Piper: I'd recommend you cover your ears or get outta here.

-The two thieves charge at Pied Piper with their baseball bats, but are blasted back by the sound waves.-

-One fight I'm too lazy to write later...-

BB: I think we should make a strategic retreat...

YB: Fine.

Slate, who had been sent out: <Yup.>

-They leave.-

Edited by QuantumMelody29 on May 28th 2019 at 12:56:05 PM

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

Unova Route 13

The question caught him off guard. As was tradition, time seemed to slow to allow Silversmith to make his decision.

Silversmith: I can't look at those eyes and say no. And yet I can't recall the scarf and say yes. But what was so bad about it anyways?

He thought back to his visceral reaction to his transformation.

Silversmith: Oh, right. But I can't be mad now, it's to late. I'd be dishonorable to even DISTRUST her at this point. I shared my bread. ...Trusting a Zoroark sounds like a stupid move, but Shadow does it and seems to get along just fine. Besides, what incentive has she to deceive me? Either I'm greatly mistaken, or Mischief is acting entirely legit right now. And she was, back at the pokemon center when she first apologized. ...That would make ME in the wrong... yet again. If I say "yes" here, I'll be admitting to being quite the jerk for these past few months... -sigh- What would tradition have me do here?

Suddenly, one of the best methods of establishing trust came to Silversmith. Time resumed its normal passage.

Silversmith: "Mischief, I want to. I can't, but I want to. This will fix that."

He unlocked his box, and Cortez, who had been watching very closely from behind a tree, hopped in at mach speeds.

Cortez: <YOU'RE GONNA TRANSFORM?!>

Silversmith: "No! ...Mischief, this is your chance. Your golden opportunity. You can have all your fun, all your illusions, all your trickery. I'm trusting you won't."

Unflinchingly, he removed his scarf, set it on the ground, and turned around.

Silversmith: "Scarf me now or forever hold your peace."

J-Con

Gudrunn: One of my girlfriends. Sora. Cocky, showoff, likes Flying-types?

Contact Me!

J-Con - Past

Colton shrugged his shoulders, placed his left hand on his headphones out of slight nervousness and spoke up.

"Aside from the video game character of the same name I've never heard someone with that name before - and I feel like there's someone in the J-Team who matches that description, but doesn't share the name."

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Route 13

Mischief's eyes briefly went wide in shock before she caught herself. As Silversmith turned around she more blurted out her thoughts than filtered them.

Mischief: <Why would I scarf you now?! I Gave My Word! I... I...> -covers face with paws- <I don't betray- why would anyone->

She couldn't seem to get past the concept of breaking Silversmith's trust. Or, for that matter, understand why someone would break their word. And once she got past that she still had more to struggle with.

Shadow watched the event with what appeared to be a sort of morbid amusement.

Shadow: She's pretty confused Silversmith. I don't think putting the scarf on you a second time has ever registered as a possibility.

Ophidia looked up but decided to hold her forked tongue. Out of nowhere Mischief actually did end up picking up the scarf... And held it delicately between her teeth as she brought it around to Silversmith's front and plopped her rear down directly in front of him. Clearly she wasn't interested in a repeat performance. Her blue eyes looked up at him. She was nervous and shaking a little. Would he accept her? COULD he accept her? She had little choice but to wait and see.

Same for Shadow, and the guy writing this drivel.

Edited by darknessdawn on May 28th 2019 at 11:17:11 AM

Heheheh

Unova Route 13

This didn't compute. Why would a Zoroark, the perfect illusionist, trained by Shadow, the self admitted dishonorable underhanded fighter, particularly care about upholding her word? ...Actually, that made sense, when he came to think about it. People and mons vary. Who's to say this particular Zoroark isn't just as faithful to her word as he was to his? ...So why was he so paranoid? Was it really that bad? One look at the scarf told him yes, it was. One look at Mischief holding it told him he couldn't go on like this. His thrice damned irrational fear had took his time, sleep, and friendship. He resolved to deal with it. Before he could give himself a rousing speech with another vow he would very much regret, he recalled Mischief, still sitting in front of him, and the unjustified avoidance he'd committed over the past weeks.

Silversmith: "My God, what have I done again?"

Cortez: <Took ya long enough!>

Silversmith still wasn't sure how he felt, or what exactly had happened or was happening. His thoughts were still quite disorganized. But he knew he messed up. He got on his knees.

Silversmith: "Mischief, I've failed. I've failed you, I've failed the world, I've failed myself. I don't even know where to start with restitution. I'll have to write my own Confessions... But let me start now by saying sorry. Legitimately, verily, truly, all is forgiven, and you have my complete trust. Can you forgive me for the distrust and rejection you didn't deserve?"

Armando, to Ophidia: <Oh thank Arceus it's over...>

There's only one author of drivel around here, and it isn't Darknessdawn

Edited by arishipshape on May 28th 2019 at 8:05:20 AM

J-Con, past

Ann: -To Gudrunn- Oh yeah, I know who you're talking about.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.